A Grandfather’s Love, Demonstrated in Freeze Pops

As the weather starts to break a bit, we make plans for Spring Break, and I book my kids in a variety of Summer camps,  I am reminded that this summer will be different because we won't have my dad to share the summer with,  My dad kept these on the rotation, in every flavor. Not even sure how he gets them now because I think they are the equivalent of "kid crack"--made with artificial coloring, flavoring, and sugar . To my kids though, these freeze pops were love and summer wrapped in a bow. (As an Amazon associate, I am compensated for qualifying purchases.)  

Summer memories of years gone by...

A mom with two kids on a stoop

This photo reminds me of when I was so happy to be a mom of two chilling at my friend Jules' house on a warm Memorial Day afternoon. I was confident, felt reasonably in control and the sun was shining in Pittsburgh, so that was cause to celebrate. We still had a nanny then... (To learn about our post-nanny life, click here.)

Also, I thought we looked pretty cute! 

The current brood

So much has happened since that day. My family has grown. We no longer have a nanny. Having three kids has definitely humbled me--especially without the extra set of hands. I now know that times can be enjoyed with less sunshine. I have learned that moms of three never chill. And, I have discovered that my capacity to love exceeds my prior expectations. 

Still, I do think we look pretty cute! :-)

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